Most of you know by now that I am a dreamer…… It is an aspect of my ministry and I cover the unfolding of the gift to me in 2004 in my first book ‘a blessing happening in our time; One of the most exciting experiences in my dreams and visions, is when I see myself preaching the gospel. It is how I have come to know that this is an aspect of my call and I need no man or woman to confirm. I say this with no intent on arrogance, rather to shame the devil who often tries to silence us press, us down or push us away from calling.
These dreams are particularly enthralling because I feel the unction and the enabling power of the Holy Spirit and the word of God flows. I have experienced (both in real and in dreams) the power the Bible talks about in preaching the gospel – it is the most beautiful experience on this earth. Divine changes occur when the gospel of the kingdom is preached.
Last night I dreamt I was at an event. I was in the middle of the room and preaching about salvation and how to obtain. I saw and heard myself choosing choice scriptures and skillfully to get the point across. I hadn’t completely finished, when an old lady touched me on the arm and said I should pray for the young people and before they left . A large number had gathered by the door , some were sitting on a fence/bench and some were passing by head down in their books or looking at their phones – many on their way to other things but very much at ease. Interestingly I noticed that many had the same lower luminous jade colored garment on – a piece of cloth tied round their lower half similar to how the man Ghandi (now deceased) would tie his lower white garment. I am deducing from this that the dream spoke of their uniformity and that they were students of a particular school and learning, but not necessarily of God.
As I moved towards them in the dream they began to disperse – like young people would of course …. !!! But a few came forward for prayer.
Whether in the dream or outside ( I cant remember) but a song came which I held onto all through the night intending to write it down and to share like I am doing now. It is a song from my childhood church days and one of the songs that had moved me towards repentance.
Thank God for the internet I found the song in its entirety this morning and it is copyrighted by Arthur J Hodge in 1923 which I have no rights to . The song goes like this:
Verse 1
There’s a line that is drawn by rejecting the Lord,
Where the call of His Spirit is lost,
And you hurry along with the pleasure-mad throng—
Have you counted, have you counted the cost?
Refrain:
Have you counted the cost if your soul should be lost,
Though you gain the whole world for your own?
Even now it may be that the line you have crossed—Have you counted, have you counted the cost?
Verse 2
You may barter your hope of eternity’s morn
For a moment of joy at the most,
For the glitter of sin and the things it will win—
Have you counted, have you counted the cost?
Verse 3
While the door of His mercy is open to you,
Ere the depth of His love you exhaust,
Won’t you come and be healed, won’t you whisper, “I yield—
I have counted, I have counted the cost.”
I am asking this morning that we take note of the words for ourselves and also seek to share it with at least one young person and before the door of mercy closes. The Bible warns that ‘woe to them that are at ease in Zion and trust in the mountain of Samaria. Amos 6:1 . I saw aspects of this in my dream.
The time is very late. Each one of us has been given an instruction and a responsibility of sharing the good news and the gospel. Our young people have become engrossed in other ideologies and nonchalantly gambling with their eternal destiny.
Father is depending on us. I believe , He will continue to use us and to bless us and when we use what he has placed in our hands.
Evangelist Linda J UK
11/8/21
Very early in the morning